InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ DogFight ❯ ReStart ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Hello! I’m Nua and welcome to my very first FanFic!!!

First of all, about the rating. It is rated ‘M’ mostly for language, gore, violence and sexual content later. Though I’m not too sure about when or how, but I’m certain there’ll be some.

I own none of the original characters from Rumiko Takahashi’s “InuYasha - A Feudal Fairy Tale” but I do, of course, own all original characters and settings.

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“DogFight”


ReStart




Kagome stood alone at the top of the steps in the old well-house. Everything was silent. A gentle breeze blew about her thin frame, caressing her soft skin and ruffling her raven hair. She put up a hand to brush the hair from her face and continued to gaze solemnly at the old well.

The usual blue of the sky outside was slowly morphing into burning oranges and subtle pinks. She had gotten home from school only a little while before and come straight to the well-house. It was her ritual. She would get up in the morning, go to school, come home, and then sit infront of the dormant well for a while before going back to the house. Two months she’d kept this up. Two months.

It had been two months since she’d last been through the well. Two months since she’d last seen the others. Two months since InuYasha had forced her down the well as their battle with Naraku took an ugly turn. She would have gone back but she’d left her backpack in the Feudal Era, and the shards that allowed her passage back and forth were in it.

Tears formed around the brim of Kagome’s chocolate-brown eyes. The only way she could go back was if InuYasha had come for her, but he never did. She’d sat here everyday, waiting, but he never came. Kagome had no way of knowing whether or not the others were dead or alive, and if she hadn’t heard anything by now, which was she to believe?

A single tear broke free and rolled down her cheek. She squeezed her eyes shut as images of her friends cold, dead bodies filled her mind and she finally let herself believe that she was never going to see Miroku, Sango, Shippou...or InuYasha ever again.

“Kagome! You out there?! Mom said come eat!”

Kagome jumped when she heard Souta’s voice. She quickly wiped the fallen tear from her cheek, just in case he was on his way over and then turned to call back out the door.

“Okay!”

She took one last solemn look at the old well before starting out the door.

BOOM!

Kagome stumbled and caught herself on the doorframe as a violent tremor tore through the ground. Another moment couldn’t pass before a screaming wind picked up and blew into the well-house with such strength that it threatened to tear Kagome from her place. ‘What’s happening?!’ she thought frantically. She held on tight to the frame of the door, struggling to keep her composure. She glanced back at the well, and the momentary shock of what she saw caused her grip to falter. In an instant the wind picked her up and sent her hurtling into the swirling black mouth of the Bone-Eaters Well.


“Well, it’s been rainy all week and it looks like today isn’t gonna be any different. Mostly cloudy skies with a 90% chance of rain in the viewing area. The cold-front moving down from–”

InuYasha irritatedly flipped the television over to a different station. The Cooking Channel. ‘Oh well,’ he thought. ‘Anything is better than the weather.’ He tossed the remote over onto the couch and went back to his work.

InuYasha was sitting in a little metal fold-out chair, his feet propped up on the old wooden table infront of him. He was wearing nothing but a pair of navy-blue lounge pants, brandishing a screwdriver in one hand and a busted anti-magnetic hovercell in the other. He tinkered away, not paying any attention to the TV. The boxy digital clock that sat on the inset counter to the right of him was glowing 8:11 am. InuYasha glanced over at it and cursed; he had a delivery to make at 8:30 am but he couldn’t figure out what the hell was wrong with the damn thing! He was about ready to just slam it up against the wall when he gave a good, hard twist with the screwdriver and heard something click. The disc then started to vibrate so slightly it was almost unnoticeable.

“Finally!”

InuYasha tossed the cell up onto the table before leaping out of his seat to go get dressed. He scrambled through the living area and down the hallway of his tiny two-room apartment, and skid to a stop just outside the door of his bedroom. He listened intently for a moment, searching for any signs of movement on the other side. One of his doggy-ears twitched when nothing came but the sound of soft, shallow breaths. Good. He opened the door as quietly as he could and looked over at his bed on the other side of his machinery-cluttered room.

She was lying on her side with one arm tucked under her head, facing the opposite wall. There were no signs that she had moved at all since the last time InuYasha came to check on her, save for the fact that the sheet that covered her seemed to have slipped down a little and was now exposing the pale flesh of her back and the black and purple bruise-like infections that lined her spine on either side. He made his way towards her, being sure not to step on any of the stray tools or parts that were scattered across the floor. When he got to the bedside, he knelt down to more closely inspect the condition of the infections on her back. He traced one gently with a claw and decided they were healing quite nicely. ‘Blue’ infections were rare and only occurred when the adapters didn’t remove themselves properly or were forced out prematurely. Afterwards, Humans usually needed to be hospitalized.

‘Not Xai,’ InuYasha thought with a smirk. ‘She’s one tough bitch.’

He leaned forward to get a look at her face. Some of her tawny hair was in the way so he gently tucked it back behind an ear. She was still looking pale, though that wasn’t too surprising, and she looked considerably more at ease than she had a few days ago when she first turned up. He thought back on that night. It had been storming pretty badly when a familiar scent interrupted one of his favorite TV shows. Curious, he walked out to the alleyway beside his apartment building only to find Xai stumbling around wet and half naked in the dark. Needless to say it was a shocking moment. InuYasha hadn’t seen her in almost a year; he’d thought she was dead! After getting her inside she’d lost consciousness and hadn’t regained it since, which was only to be expected considering the shape she was in.

InuYasha moved the sheet back up over Xai’s shoulders before making his way over to his closet on the other side of the room. After opening it up he jerked a khaki-colored sleeveless shirt off its hangar and pulled it on over his head. Then he bent down and picked up a pair of torn-up, heavy brown pants off the top of the stack on the floor. He glanced back at the bed to make sure Xai was still facing the adjacent wall before jerking off his lounge pants and quickly pulling on the new ones. He took a moment to adjust them. They fit snugly around the hips but were very baggy about the legs; they were still comfortable though.

He glanced back at the girl lying in his bed. She would be waking up soon, he could sense it. InuYasha turned back to his closet and jerked a grey sleeveless shirt off its hangar and picked up a pair of heavy black pants similar to the ones he had on. He might have picked out something else for her but that was really all he had. He left the clothes in a pile next to the bed so she would see them whenever she woke up before taking off out the door and across the hall to the bathroom.

He took the time to quickly rinse off his face but completely passed over the opportunity to brush his silvery hair. InuYasha never brushed his hair; he didn’t even know why he owned a hair-brush. It had been years since his hair was as long as it used to be, now it was short and unruly, sticking out at a dozen different angles at any given time.

After wiping his face off with a towel, InuYasha bolted back into the living-room, slipped on his boots, snatched the hovercell up from its place floating a few inches above the surface of the table, and shot out the door. The square digital clock that sat on the inset counter next to the mini-fridge and the microwave read 8:33 am.

InuYasha lived on the run-down side of Vesentro City (also known as Old Town), on the fourth floor of a near abandoned apartment building in the middle of gang territory. Sure, maybe it wasn’t the safest place to live, but the silver-haired demon was no stranger to gangs and their habits and knew how to handle himself. Infact, InuYasha was quite experienced in gang life.

He walked quickly, shoulders hunched and face down through the drizzling rain, all the while cursing the miserable late October weather. As he made his way into the more populated areas, InuYasha passed tight groups of young children hurrying to school, the majority of which were Human. At one point, a young boy of about nine with his umbrella pulled down too far over his head slammed right into InuYasha, bounced off, and almost hit the ground. InuYasha caught him by the arm before he could.

“Watch where you’re goin’ kid!” he growled as he released the child roughly, but the cerulean-headed, indigo-eyed boy just smiled up at him apologetically.

“S-sorry!”

He took off after his friends.

“Bye!”

InuYasha stood and watched the boy as he waved cheerfully in the miserable, grey weather. “Keh! Damn elementals...” he grumbled, and continued on his way.

He arrived at his destination a few minutes later. A secluded back alleyway somewhere in the city’s business district. The tall buildings shielded the alley from most of the rain so InuYasha took the time to shake himself dry as he waited for his ‘customer’ to arrive. After drying himself the best he could he casually leaned on the wall of the alley, hands stuffed into his pockets and hovercell wedged under his right arm. The freezing, misty rain kept coming down as he waited. The biting cold and wetness was, of course, starting to get on InuYasha’s last nerve.

“He damn well better show up...” the silver demon growled, and as soon as those words left his lips, a golden streak shot around the corner down the alley so fast that InuYasha had no time to react, and came to a stop mere inches from where he stood.
“Funny, I said the same thing more than a half an hour ago!”

InuYasha roughly shoved the golden-haired Fire demon, whom he’d been nose to nose with, away. “Get over yourself!” He then added, “You got the cash?”

The young Fire demon dug into a coat pocket, pulled out a wad of bills held together with a rubberband and held it where InuYasha could clearly see it. “You got my part?” In turn, InuYasha held up the hovercell and a grin appeared on the orange streaked face of the demon before him. “Nice doin’ business with you.” he said, and tossed the wad of cash into the air before rocketing off again, snatching the cell out of the Dog demon’s grasp and disappearing around the corner of a building. While gazing after the other demon InuYasha leisurely reached out and caught the falling roll of money, effortlessly sliced through the rubberband with a claw and counted the bills. He smirked, quite satisfied with the days earnings and pocketed the money.

Sure, maybe it wasn’t the most honest way to make a living, but he had to do something. The making, selling, and repairing of both legal and illegal machinery parts was about the only thing InuYasha had to turn to after quitting his job at Demcapfer Corp. He didn’t complain though, it was a lot easier than any real job and he could do whatever he wanted, when he wanted.

InuYasha rounded the corner and got back out onto the main street. He had some shopping to do. His first stop was a store only a few blocks away where he could buy some ‘womens’ garments for his guest back at the apartment. It wasn’t as bad as the first time he’d had to do this but it was still unnerving. He had trouble remembering specific sizes and ended up having to consult one of the stores employees for help. Luckily he didn’t have to buy much as he had told Naoko, a friend of his, to bring all the stuff that he’d kept of Xai’s. Included was a jacket, a pair of boots, and her ZenSensor Goggles that, upon getting them, she’d insisted on wearing everywhere. Other articles that he hoped were included were pants and shirts, as he was somewhat limited and didn’t want to spend more than he had to on her. After thoroughly embarrassing himself and making his purchase, InuYasha stuffed the cloth item into one of his cargo pockets so he didn’t have to carry it and continued on his way.

His next stop was quite a ways away but, thankfully, underground. It took him about twenty minutes to get to the entrance to the old subway station back in Old Town. The things weren’t used anymore except by the gangs and were the perfect place to do business. He dropped down through a large crack in the sidewalk next to a storm drain and landed directly on the old track below. InuYasha immediately took off down the abandoned tunnel. The Depot as it was called, was three stations down back under the core of the city. It was a place where both Demons and Humans congregated to buy, sell, and trade illegal machinery, weapons, and other merchandise. It wasn’t as bad a place as it sounded though. There were usually radios and televisions going and places to sit and do business or talk with friends. On a rainy day like this, InuYasha was sure it would be packed with people who had nowhere better to be.

He was right. The place was packed and teeming with life. The Depot, cut from the subway station itself, was comprised of two floors and several shops, including a fully-furnished Repper shop which was where he was headed. InuYasha and Kar, the young owner of the shop, had a kind of partnership going. In return for advertising his mechanistic skills, InuYasha gave Kar a 20% cut of all profits made. It was a pretty good deal between friends.

He made his way up to the shop on the second floor and, as expected, it was overflowing with Rep-Boarders. A large projection television on the other side of the room was broadcasting the Rep-Boarding Semifinalist qualifying rounds. If it weren’t as wet and cold as it was, the crowd would have probably been at the actual game instead of watching it on TV since it was only the next city over. But no.

InuYasha pushed and shoved his way through the tight group of screaming Repper-fans as he searched for that scrawny excuse for a Snake Demon. The noise of the place was so deafening that he squished his ears down on the top of his head but still couldn’t muffle the blaring sound of the TV. He finally found him up at the front of the crowd and tried yelling over the deafening noise to get his attension.

“KAR!!!”

It worked. The Snake turned to see who had called to him and once he spotted InuYasha he waved and yelled back, “Hey ‘Yash! Just one sec, ‘kay!?” And turned back around.

InuYasha did not have ‘just one sec’. He flexed his claws irritatedly before reaching out with demonic speed, catching Kar by the back of his jacket, dragging him back through the crowd and throwing him into the back room of the shop. As InuYasha stepped in he closed the door behind himself.

Kar picked himself up off the floor and rounded on his Dog friend. “What the hell!? It couldn’t wait a minute?”

InuYasha glared at him. He was a little guy, the top of his head only coming up to his chin, but was one hell of a Rep-Boarder. He was also completely bald and his skin had a slight greenish tint to it. A large patch of bluish-green scales covered his right eye, as well as part of his cheek and forehead, and his eyes themselves were a bright neon-green.

“I’m in a hurry.” the silver demon growled. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out the wad of cash he’d received earlier and counted out a few bills and handed them to Kar. Kar, now understanding what was going on, took them. “So you got me anymore jobs?”

Kar’s normal aloof attitude caught up with him as he pocketed the money. “Yeah, actually.” He reached up to the top shelf of a storage rack that stood to the left of them and pulled down a Rep-Board. InuYasha could tell by looking at it that it was an older model, but besides a few dings and scratches, it was in good shape. “It’s just a few busted synthesizers.” The snake explained.

InuYasha took it from him. “Piece of cake. When does he want it?”

“He said just bring it by the shop whenever you get it runnin’.”

“Gotcha. So you heard anything from Naoko and Kuan?”

Kar crossed his arms and leaned up against the storage rack. “Yup, said they’d be here in a day, two at the most. Customs are a bitch.” His expression suddenly became a slightly more serious as he spoke again. “So how’s Xai doin’?”

InuYasha sighed and ran a hand through his unruly hair. “Better. She’s just sleeping now so she should be fine...” InuYasha’s voice trailed off. He still couldn’t believe that they’d actually found her, and on the wrong continent no less! He was certainly eager to get this one figured out.

“Well that’s good,” Kar said, startling the Dog out of his thoughts. His cheerfulness had returned and he was smiling. “After she wakes up, bring her by. I’m anxious to see her again.”

“Sure, whatever.”

InuYasha left the Depot after that so Kar could get back to watching the game. It didn’t take him long to get out back out onto the cold, wet streets and afterwards made his way to a grocery store where he could stock up for his extra guests. He hated to admit it but he’d missed them. At the store he picked up a few packets of instant and microwaveable foods. He didn’t have an oven so anything else they wanted would just have to be take-out. He also got a few cases of Rivv, a mildly alcoholic drink (maybe 4-5%), for himself and Kuan. It didn’t really have any profound effect on either of them, they just liked the taste.

InuYasha also got some soft food for Xai. He knew from experience that Humans fresh from the Neowomb were soft-stomached as their bodies struggled to right themselves. InuYasha left the store bags in hand and Rep-Board strapped to his back. He was headed back home now, to check on Xai and get started on those synthesizers. He walked almost leisurely down the near deserted sidewalk. It was raining a little harder than it had been before and only a few people were still out, most of them Humans running around holding stuff up over their heads. He smirked, thinking about the girl back at his apartment. When she woke up she was going to be pissed, and there was nothing InuYasha was looking forward to more.

A crack of thunder echoed through the city and the rain suddenly came pouring down. InuYasha frowned. All the stuff he’d bought was going to get wet if he didn’t get home soon, so he made sure he had a tight hold on everything and swiftly leaped into the air.

InuYasha lay sprawled out on the couch in the tiny living area of his apartment. It was late now, almost 10:30pm. He was back in nothing but his lounge pants paying only partial attention to the Rep-Board sitting on his chest and keeping most of it on the TV. He’d stayed inside for the rest of the day since getting home. The downpour of rain hadn’t let up since it started but that didn’t really bother him; he didn’t need to be far from the apartment anyways, what with old friends on their way.

InuYasha chuckled at the cartoons he was watching and placed his hands behind his head in a more comfortable position. Lightning flashed just outside the small window by the little wooden table followed by a clash of thunder seconds later. This steady rhythm continued until suddenly a horrendous explosion rocketed through the atmosphere and an enormous tremor jolted the foundation of the apartment building so violently the couch and both tables were knocked clear across the room and InuYasha thrown against the wall.

“What the fuck!?” he exclaimed. It’d felt as if the whole building had jumped over ten feet! He pulled himself into a crouching position and looked out the window.

A strange white light seemed to shine through the window from some place below. InuYasha didn’t have time to ponder the source of the light, for there was suddenly a flash so bright that he was forced to squeeze his eyes shut. It only lasted for a few seconds before the light disappeared as quick as it came and another tremor, smaller than the first, shook the building. InuYasha ran to the window. It was hard to see because of the rain but the alleyway, it seemed, was unscathed save for the overturned dumpsters and the trash that littered the concrete. Then something caught his eye. Through the downpour of rain the Dog Demon could see a humanoid form lying in what seemed to be a small circular area free of the trash and debris that covered the ground everywhere else. It moved slightly and with his sensitive canine ears InuYasha heard it emit a tiny moan. He didn’t waste any time. He quickly opened up the window, jumped out, and landed nimbly on the slick, cold ground below. The Dog rushed to the young females side but skid to a stop when her scent suddenly hit him like a brick wall.

He stared down at the unconscious Human form. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t breathe. Lightning and thunder danced across the night sky above them as the freezing rain fell, drenching them both from head to toe. It was only a few seconds later when he somehow found the strength to kneel next to the girl and slowly, gently reach out and pull back some of the raven hair that obscured her face. His heart skipped a beat.

It was the same girl. A girl he hadn’t seen in almost twenty years.

“K-Kagome...”